...she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.

If he is tired, and they put a foot wrong, he will choose the one unmentionable response and make it. He did it last night.

Eight hundred people, possibly, are murdered every year in Burma, they matter nothing; but the murder of a white man is a monstrosity, a sacrilege.

I had a Coors beer. I never cared for Adolph Coors’s politics, but I wasn’t sure I cared for anyone’s, and he made a nice beer. No carcinogens.